Delirium | Chapter Three | The Hunger Games
Author: thewordmap
Genre: Fanfiction
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters/Pairings: Katniss/Gale, Katniss/Peeta, other
Rating: PG-13 Just in case
Spoilers: Post-Mockingjay, non-epilogue
Chapter Three
My throat feels like it's getting crushed. I don't cry, I don't move. Instead, I smile. I look at Peeta and do what I promised I would never do to him: lie.
"I'm glad," I say. "He must be happy." I couldn't help wonder if the person he was marrying hunted with him, if he even told her. Maybe he didn't care for hunting anymore now that he lived in district two and didn't starve half to death.
"Katniss, the truth?" Peeta says, looking at me. He strokes my hair with his fingers and I sigh under his touch.
I can't lie to Peeta anymore. Especially after what he's been through. So I just shake my head and say, "I'm going to sleep."
I start moving upstairs when he says, "Wait." I turn around.
"What?"
"He sent you a letter. Here," he says, walking up to me and handing me a white envelope. I look at it but I don't take it. I'm afraid to. I'm afraid of what's inside. "I think you should read it," Peeta suggests. His eyes are warm and understanding but underneath, I can see he's hurting.
Finally, I take it and burry it in the folds of my robes. "I'll be upstairs," I say and almost run up to my room, shutting the door and locking it behind me.
I rip open the envelope, finding a single two slips of paper inside. The first one is a note from Gale:
Katniss,
I know we didn't quite finish in good terms last time we saw each other. I want to talk to you, for real. I'm coming to District 12 in a two days. Meet me at the rock at dawn.
Gale
So simple, so cold. But it brings tears to my eyes. I'm choking on my own tears. I take the second piece of paper and pull it out.
Dearest
Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark
you have been cordially invited to
Gale Hawthorne and Terra Moltley
wedding celebration on
the twentyfourth of November
at their residence in
Moltley Mansion, District 2.
Please confirm your attendance as soon as possible.
I don't know who Terra is, nor do I care. It is the fact that Gale has committed himself to someone he barely knew. He knew me for years. We were friends, no, we more than that. We were together, in whichever way our relationship could have been defined. How could something so complicated as that be left hanging in such a thin thread.
I hate him.
No, that's not true.
I hate myself.
Genre: Fanfiction
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters/Pairings: Katniss/Gale, Katniss/Peeta, other
Rating: PG-13 Just in case
Spoilers: Post-Mockingjay, non-epilogue
Chapter Three
My throat feels like it's getting crushed. I don't cry, I don't move. Instead, I smile. I look at Peeta and do what I promised I would never do to him: lie.
"I'm glad," I say. "He must be happy." I couldn't help wonder if the person he was marrying hunted with him, if he even told her. Maybe he didn't care for hunting anymore now that he lived in district two and didn't starve half to death.
"Katniss, the truth?" Peeta says, looking at me. He strokes my hair with his fingers and I sigh under his touch.
I can't lie to Peeta anymore. Especially after what he's been through. So I just shake my head and say, "I'm going to sleep."
I start moving upstairs when he says, "Wait." I turn around.
"What?"
"He sent you a letter. Here," he says, walking up to me and handing me a white envelope. I look at it but I don't take it. I'm afraid to. I'm afraid of what's inside. "I think you should read it," Peeta suggests. His eyes are warm and understanding but underneath, I can see he's hurting.
Finally, I take it and burry it in the folds of my robes. "I'll be upstairs," I say and almost run up to my room, shutting the door and locking it behind me.
I rip open the envelope, finding a single two slips of paper inside. The first one is a note from Gale:
Katniss,
I know we didn't quite finish in good terms last time we saw each other. I want to talk to you, for real. I'm coming to District 12 in a two days. Meet me at the rock at dawn.
Gale
So simple, so cold. But it brings tears to my eyes. I'm choking on my own tears. I take the second piece of paper and pull it out.
Dearest
Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark
you have been cordially invited to
Gale Hawthorne and Terra Moltley
wedding celebration on
the twentyfourth of November
at their residence in
Moltley Mansion, District 2.
Please confirm your attendance as soon as possible.
I don't know who Terra is, nor do I care. It is the fact that Gale has committed himself to someone he barely knew. He knew me for years. We were friends, no, we more than that. We were together, in whichever way our relationship could have been defined. How could something so complicated as that be left hanging in such a thin thread.
I hate him.
No, that's not true.
I hate myself.